Okey dokey, here it is! The first chapter of my version of GG5. Enjoy!
I've done a lot of things in my life. I've made a bunch of mistakes, like dating a normal boy, and I've done a bunch of things I probably shouldn't have done, like kissing a spy boy who may or may not be an assassin. I've done a lot of things I regret. But I don't think running away will ever be one of those things.
I know that by running away I hurt my mom. I truly do regret hurting her and Bex, Liz, Macey, Mr. Solomon, Aunt Abby, and a whole bunch of other people too. But I know that somehow they will move on. Eventually, they'll have to.
I ran away about a week after everyone else left Gallagher. I was supposed to have gone to Peru with Bex, Liz, and Macey over the summer, along with Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, my mom, and some other CIA and MI6 agents. Instead, I left my CoveOps report on the case of Gilly's sword and ran away. I didn't know where I was going and I didn't care. I just needed to be far away from the people I loved and cared about.
I'd gotten my driver's license the previous year, so all I needed was a car. Luckily, the Gallagher Academy has tons of cars that are used on missions and can't be traced by anyone, including the CIA, so I just took one of those. It was a silver Prius and had up to 300 miles per gallon. So I drove out on the open road.
It was about eight hours later when I finally reached Nebraska. I was going to make a quick stop at my grandparent's house before I kept going on my way. It was about two in the afternoon according to the digital clock in the car, and it would take me about another hour to get to the ranch. I drove fast, so it ended up only taking 45 minutes.
I walked up onto the porch and rang the doorbell. No one answered. I tried the door. Unlocked.
Slowly I walked in. Something told me that there was something wrong. It was too quiet. And if no one was home, then why was the door unlocked?
I rounded the corner into the kitchen, pulling out a napotine patch just in case. As I walked into the kitchen, I looked to my left and then my right. There was nothing.
Suddenly I heard something behind me. I spun around, patch at the ready, but I was too late. I was already being pushed to the ground, a hand covering my mouth. My hands were pushed down to my sides, and someone was kneeling over me. Someone with beautiful eyes. Someone with beautiful, emerald green, very angry eyes.
"You know Gallagher Girl," Zach said angrily. "When I said 'run away' I kind of meant with me."
"Nice to see you to, Zach."
"I mean it Cammie!" Zach got up off of me. I sat up into a sitting position, hugging my knees to my chest. Zach started shouting. "Do you realize what could've happened? What were you thinking, going off alone like that? You could've been killed! Even worse, my mom could have found you! Do you have any idea what she would've done? Think about your mom, Cammie! What were you thinking?"
Tears welled up in my eyes, but Zach just kept yelling. "And why did you come here, of all places? Your grandparents are at a CIA safe house. If I knew you would come here, think of what they know. How could you be so stupid, Cammie?" The tears were streaming down my face because I knew he was right. What was I thinking? By coming here, I would've just hurt more people.
Zach saw that I was crying and his face softened. He came over and sat next to me, pulling me into his arms. "I'm sorry, Cammie," he said softly. "I just don't understand why someone as smart as you would do something so mindless. I care about you, Gallagher Girl. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I keep hurting people, Zach." I was still crying hard into his shoulder. "I just don't want anyone else to get hurt because of me anymore. I needed to run."
Zach looked me in the eyes. "Do you even know a safe place to go?"
I looked down. "Well, I hadn't really thought about it that much…"
Zach scowled. "Come on, Cammie!"
Cammie crossed her arms. "Sorry for not planning ahead, Zach. We can't all be as organized as you."
Zach smirked. "It's a gift." Cammie rolled her eyes. Zach looked at her. Then he scooped her up bridal style and carried her out the door and to the Prius in the driveway.
"Zach, why are you carrying me?"
"Because this way it's easier for me to make sure you don't try to run. And," he smirked again. "I just knew you were dying to be close to me again."
"Of course I was."
"What can I say, I'm irresistible."
"Keep telling yourself that."
He laughed and put me in the passenger seat. Then he walked around the car and got in on the driver's side.
"Where are we going Zach?"
He looked me in the eyes. "Somewhere safe." And with that, we headed out on the open road.
That's Chapter 1. Review or I will be sad. And I don't like being sad. So review. Thanks. Love, Ella 3
